Lick the Bowl

My beautiful, sweet, little boy, the one who smothers me with hugs and kisses, the sensitive individual who cries at sad music and tells me he loves me more than all the potato chips in the Utz factory...stuck his tongue out at me.  A six-year old sticking out their tongue, well, that's just the equivalent of being given the finger, as far as I'm concerned.  It's the ultimate kindergarten salute of disrespect, and boy was I mad.  It all went down on Mexican Fiesta night. As I am the spindoctor of supper, the diva of dinner diversion,  I created this splashy slogan as a creative marketing ploy to encourage bean eating.  The dinner usually consists of blue corn tortilla chips, corn, black beans  brown rice, and a green vegetable of choice. I keep strict surveillance on the chips, though.  After all, a few are okay... a whole bag spells disaster.  Please don't ask me how I know this. I just do. That's m...

So, when I mused over this blog thing, I became quite agitated because I wasn't sure about the direction in which I wanted to go.  On the one hand, I love to bake and I have gotten pretty good at it over the years since Ari was diagnosed with allergies. I started baking because I wanted him to feel "normal." Though,the cupcakes he brings to a kids birthday party are AWESOME, how is it normal to bring your own food to someone else's affair? (I can just see him pulling out his own cupcake at his wedding). I suppose it's the new normal. But for those who know me, I am also a big nutrition buff, so, I was in conflict as to whether to promote treats over nutrition because let's face it, a cupcake with frothy swirls of vanilla frosting, or an amazingly decadent, rich and fudgy, get me through this awful PMS, brownie (you'll get the recipe later) is not necessarily a healthy option. When I was a kid, my parents went cold turkey on junk food.  ...

 Life is good when you can lick the bowl This picture was taken three years ago around the time Ari, my son,was diagnosed with food allergies to eggs, nuts and yes...citrus.  Though he has thankfully outgrown citrus (because it's the biggest pain to deal with) we still deal with egg and nuts.  I am calling this blog, Lick the Bowl , because licking the bowl is a rite of passage for most of us.  We usually have fond childhood memories of licking the bowl, eventhough we knew the risks of raw eggs and did it anyway. For the most part, I don't remember anyone getting salmonella poisoning, but then again, I don't remember food allergies either.   Over the years, the whole licking the bowl thing has become tabu and fearful and that's just sad. I mean what's the point of baking a cake or cookies and then not even enjoy the goopy batters of your labor.  If Ari  could eat the bowl, he would.  He basically sticks his whole head in the bow...